The Spirit In My Room

The Spirit In My Room

Sitting alone at night

Watching the candle burn

So many words spoken

That can’t be heard

Can’t be understood

Shadows cross the room

Only seen in the corner of my eye

I know they are there

I have seen them so many times

Heard them crying over lost lives

They wander around me

Trapped in my room

No hope of ever leaving

I know they were someone to somebody

A mother, a father

A sister, a brother

Someone’s child who died too soon

Now they wander around me

Trying to let me know they are there

They want to say hello

I wish I could say hello to them

Invite them to sit with me and talk

I want to get to know them

And make them my friends